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Monday, March 28, 2011
The WORST kind of pain....
Saved by garlic. Has a bad reputation, and deservedly so. Once Kerry ate 13 cloves of garlic thinking they were baby potatoes. (They were on a plate with roast beef). He wasn't fit for company for at least two days, such a horrible stench permeated from his whole being. Probably cured anything that ailed him, though. But, what a miracle cure for a toothache. I had such a horrible one over the weekend, that I was ready to lie down in the path of an oncoming steamroller. Fix! Internet=garlic=relief. Ibuprofen only took off the edge. But, I just thinly sliced a clove of garlic and laid it on the offending area. Blissful sleep, walk-in-clinic for an antibiotic on Sunday morning, and now its off to the dentist for that root canal I've been putting off. Joy!
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